Faith slipped her finger between the tight fabric of her thong and her skin trying to reach her wet slit. She gently moved her legs apart slightly as she tried to give herself more room to reach her clit.
"Wow! Honey. Your going to have to let me read that book when you're finished!"
Faith moved her hand away from her crotch and starred at her husband, Mark. "I thought you were asleep?"
Mark laughed. "I was but I kept feeling your body tense each time you turned a page in that book." Faith laid the book down on her chest and rubbed her eyes. It was getting late and she had an appointment with a customer in the morning.
"It's getting to another good part and I was trying to finish that chapter but I'm getting too tired tonight to finish."
Mark turned onto his elbow and slipped his hand under his wife's thong and felt Faith's wet pussy slit. She arched her hips against his hand as she turned and kissed his lips.
"Honey. It's getting late and I have to be up by six."
Mark put his arm around her waist and pulled her across the bed as she lifted her leg across his and passionately kissed her lips.
"Tell me about the book. Is it anything like the cover?"
Faith took a deep breath as she reached behind her and turned off the light. She tossed the book on the night stand and twisted around and put her arm around her husband.
"It's about this white couple that move to South Africa. They'd been married for twenty years and the wife's husband suggested that they have separate affairs only with black partners."
Mark started to laugh. "What happens, the wife finds out how big the black guy's penis was and changes her mind?"
"Honey. This is serous. It's actually based on a true story."
Mark squeezed her thigh as he laid their listening.
"You see. They found another couple to swing with them and her husband ended up falling in love with the black guy's wife."
"What happened next? Did he leave his wife for the other woman?"
"No. Silly. It's much more complicated then that! His wife is jealous about the other woman and tries too win him back by becoming a better wife and lover."
"Does it work out?"
Faith laughed. "Actually, it did! They became friends with the black couple and learned a lot about themselves which improved their marriage. It's much more complicated, you'll have to read the book if you're that interested."
Mark squeezed Faith's butt and pulled her tight against his body as they kissed. "Maybe we should go out and find a black couple to swing with if it works that well."
Faith playfully pushed her hand against Mark's chest. "Hey. Mister. Are you trying to tell me that we have a bad marriage?"
"No. I was only making a joke about your book."
Faith wrapped her arm around his neck as they kissed then moved her head back and starred at Mark. "I remember the remark you made a few years ago when you caught me looking at that black guy at the beach."
Mark laughed. "Well, you were burning a hole through his swim suit that afternoon."
"I was not!"
"You were too! You even rubbed your pussy while you watched his girlfriend rubbing lotion across his back."
Faith grabbed his dick through his pajama's. "I thought you were tired?"
"I'm tired. I just wanted to see if you were getting aroused thinking about me watching that black guy!"
Mark reached down and placed her fingers over his hard dick. "Keep doing that and your going to miss your appointment in the morning."
Faith pulled her hand away from his crotch and quickly gave him a little kiss. She playfully scooted away from Mark and said. "Good night!"
Mark wanted sex but he really knew she had to get up early and didn't try any further. He laid their a few moments thinking. "That black guy really got you excited, didn't he?"
"Good night, Mark!"
Faith showered early the next morning and dressed for her real estate appointment. She kissed Mark before heading out the door and said she would see him late in the morning. Mark fixed coffee and read the newspaper before getting into the shower.
Mark was drying off as he walked into the bedroom searching for clean underwear. He smiled when he saw the recent pictures of Faith on top of the dresser that was taken at their twentieth anniversary party.
He picked up the stack of photos' and started looking through them. The first one was of Faith and their daughter Shelly together. Mark smiled as he thought how people were right when they always mistook them for sisters rather then mother and daughter.
Faith was forty-three and Shelly just turned twenty-three but Faith could easily pass as Shelly's older sister. In fact they played that trick on someone they met once while on vacation last year. Shelly was home for the summer last year after graduating college and spent time with them before moving to New York to start her new job.
Mark kept shuffling through the photographs he'd printed from the computer until he found the photos' taken at the beach. Faith and Shelly both had long blonde hair and it was really hard to distinguish them from one another when they were together.
Faith never changed from her college years. She still wore her blonde hair down to her waist and took good care of her fabulous body, working out on a daily basis. Mark put the photos' down and opened the top drawer of Faith's dresser and smelled the aroma of her perfume.
He picked up a black bra and sniffed the aroma of Faith's favorite perfume. He glanced at the little tag on the bra which said. "34D."
Faith was petite at five-two but her breasts were full and natural unlike many women today that had breast enhancement surgery. As tiny as she was, Mark always loved her long slim legs that seemed to stretch out a mile. Her sexy thin ankles always drove him crazy. Faith hated it when he tried to play around and kiss her feet and ankles but it turned him on.
Faith called Mark later that morning and said she would be late getting home. She was busy hauling an elderly couple around looking for a retirement home. Mark knew the type since they both worked in real-estate and knew she would be tired when she got home later.
Mark made coffee and started working on his internet site, making a few property updates. He looked at the clock and saw it was getting late and started surfing the web. He playfully punched in swingers on a search and started looking through thousands of couples across America.
It was a huge site with ever state sectioned off and clicked on, Florida. He started looking at couples across the state and narrowed his search to black couples when he thought about that book Faith was reading.
Mark carefully read their profile's but had limited access unless he became a member so he got out his credit card and joined the site which enabled him to look through the more intimate photos' the couples had posted.
He saw a black couple standing together. She was tiny and he was tall and slim except for this huge snake he had dangling down between his legs. Mark read the profile and saw that the man stated he was well hung!
It also stated that the wife was, safe! Mark looked through the definitions and found out that meant she was on birth control or was fixed! He kept looking through hundreds of ads until he heard the door open and close.
"Honey. I'm home!"
Mark kept looking through the ads while Faith walked in and gave him a kiss. "Mark. What are you looking at?"
She leaned over and saw the web site and pushed on his shoulder. Mark smiled at her and said. "I made coffee a few minutes ago if you want a cup! I have to go and pee!"
Mark returned a few minutes later and saw Faith sitting at the computer with a cup of coffee. He casually walked over and sat next to her and was surprised that she was still on the site he was looking at.
"Where did you find this site?"
"I was just goofing around this afternoon. I got bored when you were gone and started looking at this site."
Faith was reading a profile for one of the couples. It wasn't a black couple but she laughed when she saw how big the guy's penis was in the picture.
